Boris Johnson's undercarriage

Why, you are probably wondering, has it been so long since last we updated you with our thrilling antics? The answer is simple. It's because we hate you. We look at you out there, with your dribbling stupid faces covered with foul blotches and hideous blemishes and we want to throw up. It really can't be overstated how much we despise you. But even you - you wretched flabby scrotal scab hanging, in a metaphorical but also somehow literal way, from Boris Johnson's undercarriage - even you don't deserve to be deprived of the hilarious sketches that have been erupting from our creative bosom.

Forgive Me Father, of course, continues, but I'll just point you at the playlist rather than posting all three new episodes on here - that would be mad. But equally mad would be not watching them, for it's all terribly exciting, and over the next few episodes it will get even more exciting still, so this would be a terrible time to stop watching it, and an even more terrible time to not start.

But wait - there's more! Much more! We've all seen the news about the crazy ideas the Council of Ten have been coming up with over in fourteenth century Venice, so we made this biting piece of satirical commentary to tell them exactly what we think of their madness.

That'll learn 'em. And then - rejoice - it's the return of everyone's favourite supermarket tannoy operators Marge and Brenda!

So, that's what's been going on. I hope you enjoyed it. What's that? You want EVEN MORE? Oh alright then, just a quickie.